"Brandon?"
"Good afternoon, Amelia."
Scanning Amelia, she seemed to be brewing tea at the moment. Her gaze met his, and she flashed him a smile.
"What do you need?"
Before he could give her a response, Brandon made his way and sat down on the couch.
Looking at her, he pursed his lips.
"It's about the upcoming incursion."
"Hm?"
"Have you been in contact with your Father lately?"
At his words, Amelia shook her head.
"Unfortunately, no."
"Ah."
Well, that was it.
He didn't need anything else.
"That's really all I came here for. Thank you for responding. I've got to go somewhere."
"Alright, take care."
The two nodded at each other. But just as Brandon was about to make his way towards the door…
"Huh?"
He turned around as a strange sound escaped Amelia's lips.
"What is it?"